We have a lawn service this year
They come in and fertilize and apply weed killer. I don't have to buy all those bags of fertilizer that I would store in the garage and never use at the right time.
Now some guys come and put chemicals on the lawn.
I am not sure I like it. I know it is not good for the environment, but the yard was full of weeds and bare spots. It looked terrible.
Right now it looks great.
Problem is, I have to mow a lot more often.
I mowed today, but since we had all that rain the grass really grew and I had to mow extra high to avoid clumping. Tomorrow I will mow again, with a lower cut.
Again, not environmentally sound.
Maybe I should get goats.
They eat the grass, fertilize it, and when they get old, could become supper for a couple of nights.
Wonder what the neighbors would think about that.
I pulled a Terry yesterday.
Called a company and without thinking, just dialed the number on the receipt.
When a man answered, I said, "Is this Champions?" He was rather nice about it and said, "No you have the wrong number." I said thanks and hung up.
The voice sounded familiar.
I looked at the number again. It was a 907 area code. My cousin lives in a 907 area code. That's Alaska.
Yup....dialed my cousin Warren in Alaska instead of the company in Kentucky.
And I called him at 9:30 a.m. our time, which is 6:30 Alaskan time.
Later that day I called him and apologized. He said I never called, and I said, "Did someone call and ask for Champions? That was me."
We had a good laugh about it.
Evidently my land line does not show up in his caller ID, but my cell phone does.
Yes, I still have a land line.
Say good night, Gracie.
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